PUB: Walt Whitman Award Guidelines & Entry Form > Poets-org

Walt Whitman Award

Guidelines & Entry Form


NOTE: Contestants may submit online. Entries will be accepted only if submitted electronically between September 15 and November 15, 2012. All manuscripts must be accompanied by a $30 entry fee.

The judge for the 2013 is John Ashbery.

General Guidelines
  • The Walt Whitman Award is given to honor a poet's first book. Contestants must be living citizens of the United States who have neither published, nor committed to publish, a volume of poetry 40 pages or more in length and in an edition of 500 or more copies, either in the U.S. or abroad. Books on a smaller scale, such as chapbooks and limited editions, will not disqualify a poet.
  • Manuscripts must be of original poetry, in English, by one poet. There are no restrictions on the style of poetry or subject matter. Translations are not eligible.
  • Manuscripts must be between 50 and 100 pages, typed single-spaced (unless the poems are meant to be presented using non-standard spacing). Multiple poems may not appear on a single page. The manuscript itself should not contain any information that would reveal the identity of its author. Illustrations are not accepted. Contestants who have published poems in magazines may include those in the manuscript submitted, along with acknowledgment notes. See Submission Guidelines
  • Contestants may submit manuscripts elsewhere simultaneously, but must notify the Academy immediately if a manuscript becomes committed to another press. A manuscript committed to another press is not eligible for the Walt Whitman Award.
  • Notification of contest results will be made by email. The Academy expects the judge's decision by April 2013. Louisiana State University Press will publish the winning manuscript in a paperback edition within one year of the judge's decision.
  • The winner will receive $5,000 and a one-month residency at the Vermont Studio Center.
  • The Academy of American Poets will purchase from the publisher copies of the winning book for distribution to its members. No royalties will be paid to the author on the copies distributed by the Academy. The standard contract of the publisher will govern production, distribution, and royalties for all other copies.
  • The Academy of American Poets cannot consider manuscript revisions during the course of the contest. The winning poet will have an opportunity to revise before publication.
  • All correspondence concerning the contest should be addressed to the Academy. Any correspondence addressed to the judge will be forwarded to the Academy unread.
  • Poets are not eligible to apply if they are close friends or colleagues, were mentored by the judge, or have studied with the judge in full-time accredited courses within the last 5 years.
  • The decisions of The Academy of American Poets as to eligibility are final. The Academy reserves the right to withhold the Walt Whitman Award in any given year.
Guidelines for Submitting
  • Online submissions (.doc and .pdf files formats) can be made by filling out the entry form at www.poets.org/submit.
  • Contestants who have published poems in magazines may include acknowledgment notes in the "Comments" field of the submission form. Do not include an acknowledgements page in your manuscript file.
  • One title page is requested and it should list the manuscript title only. The author's name must not appear on any page of the manuscript.
  • Each submission requires the payment of an entry fee of $30. Once you have begun the submission process online, you will be given the option to pay by PayPal or credit card.
  • The Academy assumes no responsibility for manuscripts not received due to electronic error. Contest applicants can verify the status of their submission at any time by logging back in to the submission manager.

All entrants will be notified of the results by email.

Manuscripts submitted without entry fee will not be considered.


For more information, please contact:
Alex Dimitrov
Program Coordinator
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PUB: Mississippi Review Contest

The 2013 Mississippi Review Prize

Contest begins August 1, 2012
Contest deadline November 1, 2012 

Our annual contest awards prizes of $1,000 in fiction and in poetry. Winners and finalists will make up next winter's print issue of the national literary magazine Mississippi Review. Contest is open to all writers in English except current or former students or employees of The University of Southern Mississippi. Fiction entries should be 1000-8000 words, poetry entries should be three poems totaling 10 pages or less. There is no limit on the number of entries you may submit. Entry fee is $15 per entry, payable to the Mississippi Review.  Each entrant will receive a copy of the prize issue.

No manuscripts will be returned. Previously published work is ineligible. Contest opens August 1. Deadline is November 1. Winners will be announced in early March and publication is scheduled for June next year. Entries should have "MR Prize," author name, address, phone, e-mail and title of work on page one.

Key dates:

Contest starts: August 1, 2012
Postmark deadline: November 1, 2012
Winners announced: March 2013
Issue publication: June 2013

Send entries to:

Mississippi Review Prize 2012
118 College Drive #5144,
Hattiesburg, Mississippi 39406-0001

These are the complete contest guidelines. If you have questions please e-mail msreview@usm.edu, or call 601-266-4321.

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PUB: Brick Road Poetry Press Book Contest > Poets & Writers

Poetry Book Contest

Deadline:
November 1, 2012

Entry Fee: 
$25

A prize of $1,000, publication by Brick Road Poetry Press, and 25 author copies is given annually for a poetry collection. Keith Badowski and Ron Self will judge. All entries are considered for publication. Using the online submission system, submit a manuscript of 50 to 100 pages with a $25 entry fee by November 1. Visit the website for complete guidelines.

Brick Road Poetry Press, Book Contest, P.O. Box 751, Columbus, GA 31902-0751. Keith Badowski and Ron Self, Coeditors.

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POV: This is Why I’m Black > Diaspora Diaries

Diaspora Diaries:

This is Why I’m Black

15 November 2011 


Abena A. Green/PAUL GREEN Calmunity Communications

 

By Abena A. Green

I still have a hard time answering when people ask where I’m from.  In the moments between their question and my calculated response, I try to figure out what exactly they mean. They could mean ‘Where do you live?’, ‘Where were you raised?’, or ‘Why are you black?’  After a comment from this Zambian guy a few weeks ago, I decided it was time to make peace with this question and with people’s reactions to my response.

Depending on the situation and who’s asking, I respond to “Where are you from?” differently. If I’m in another province, I’ll say Nova Scotia. If I’m in Nova Scotia, I’ll either say Halifax or name my tiny town. If I’m overseas, I’ll say I’m from Canada. But with all of these I’ve run into problems.

In Nova Scotia I’ve had people, black and white, tell me either directly or insinuate that I’m not really from Nova Scotia. During an internship in Rwanda, the driver at work couldn’t understand how I was a Canadian but had dark skin and West African features. He had relayed his bewilderment to another Canadian intern who told me this. The funny thing is, she was Indian- Canadian.  In most places, people don’t accept ‘Canada’ as a satisfactory answer. They want to know why I’m black.  I’m proud that the reason for my blackness is because of my Ghanaian roots. For many people (mostly older generations or from other countries), when I tell them my parents are from Ghana, they say “Ooohhh, okay, you’re from Ghana!!” In a way, I think to myself. Not really. It depends.

I was neither born nor raised in Ghana but am connected to it. Most of my family is there and I’ve spent a lot of time there. Besides, my siblings and I are only one generation removed so it’s not like it’s some distant land of unknown ancestors.  As children, when we told strangers that our parents were from Ghana, our parents would laugh and say, “And where do you think you’re from?” as if to say, you think you’re from Canada or only from Canada? But many people, including other Africans, have different opinions. “You’re not from Ghana! You’re a Canadian!” They proclaim as if uncovering a secret hidden under my Ghanaian features. This was the Zambian guy’s declaration.

However, when I tell some African people that I’m from “here” meaning Canada, they’ll say just as strongly “Hey, don’t forget you’re an African too!”  Each side finds it their responsibility to make sure I’m clear about what, in their opinion, I am or am not. So which is it?

Well I realized that a lot of the problem might be in linguistics, in the distinction between from and being (fill in nationality here)-ian. So taking that into consideration, here’s what it is. I’m Canadian. Born in Alberta, raised in Nova Scotia. And I’m Ghanaian. I’m Ghanaian because my parents are Ghanaian and they passed that to my siblings and I obviously through genetics, and also by making sure we visited, knew our relatives, the language, culture, and through their influence of being their Ghanaian selves.  Sure, maybe the Zambian guy and the rest on his team are right.  I am not from Ghana in the sense that I didn’t grow up there, but I can’t deny the role it plays in who I have become. And I won’t allow others to either.

I’ve also concluded that I needn’t be ashamed that I’m not “more Ghanaian”.  Who I am is more than enough.  I take an interest in Ghanaian affairs and culture because it’s important to me. I know other children and grandchildren of immigrants in Canada take the same stance. They can’t help being Canadian, but also wave the flags of their countries of origin proudly. Some stay connected through the communities they live in, or by volunteering for cultural organizations.  Some attend every party. Others keep up with the news. But one thing is for certain: If we rely on other’s opinions of who we are, we’ll be confused as ping pong balls.

So when people ask where I’m from, I’ll no longer get antsy trying to figure out what they want to hear.  Nor will I offer my life story to satisfy them. The answer will most likely have something to do with this land of maple leaves but believe me, I’ll always have my black star waving.

Abena A. Green is a freelance writer, poet, dancer and co-founder of Tempo Magazine, a publication that celebrates the contributions Africans of all backgrounds are making to re-define the future of the continent.

 

VIDEO: Who Killed Me > Buni TV

Who Killed Me

 

 

This short film offers a glimpse into the life of a lower class Congolese immigrant in Toronto before, during and after he is shot and murdered outside his workplace. From his sister, to his fellow immigrant employer and to the police officer who finds him, we see how different lives in the same city are affected by the same event. We are left pondering who really killed Hassan or what killed Hassan? And whether if he had survived the bullets that pierced his body, would he have survived living in this society that perpetrates systemic racism and classism. 

 

Director:Amil Shivji

Writer:Amil Shivji, Rodrigo Herrera

Country:Tanzania

Language:English, Swahili

Year:2012

Cast:Emmanuel Kabongo, Isai Rivera Blas, Eric M. White, Sheila Kombe, Iman Ayorinde, Linda Papadopoulos

Music by:Karim Sultan

Editor:Rebecca Lugo

Cinematography: Veronica Ladico

 

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RACISM: The Science of Racism: Radiolab's Treatment of Hmong Experience > Hyphen magazine - Asian American arts, culture, and politics

The Science of Racism:

Radiolab's Treatment of

Hmong Experience

photo courtesy of author

 

On September 24, NPR show Radiolab aired a 25-minute segment on Yellow Rain. In the 1960s, most Hmong had sided with America in a secret war against the Pathet Lao and its allies. More than 100,000 Hmong died in this conflict, and when American troops pulled out, the rest were left to face brutal repercussions. Those who survived the perilous journey to Thailand carried horrific stories of an ongoing genocide, among them accounts of chemical warfare. Their stories provoked a scientific controversy that still hasn't been resolved. In its podcast, Radiolab set out to find the "fact of the matter." Yet its relentless badgering of Hmong refugee Eng Yang and his niece, award-winning author and activist Kao Kalia Yang, provoked an outcry among its listeners, and its ongoing callous, racist handling of the issue has since been criticized in several places, including Hyphen. When Hyphen's R.J. Lozada reached out to Kao Kalia Yang, she graciously agreed to share her side of the story for the first time. What follows are her words, and those of her uncle.

***

I was pregnant. 

In early spring, a dear friend of mine, noted Hmong scholar and historian Paul Hillmer, contacted me to see if I knew anyone who would be willing to speak to Radiolab, an NPR show with 1.8 million listeners worldwide. On April 26, 2012, I received an email from Pat Walters, a producer at Radiolab, saying the show was looking for the Hmong perspective on Yellow Rain for a podcast. Pat wrote, “I’d love to speak with your uncle. And no, I don’t have a single specific question; I’d be delighted to hear him speak at length.” There were two New Yorker stories on Yellow Rain, and neither of them contained a Hmong voice, so Radiolab wanted to do better, to include Hmong experience. This seemed like an important opportunity to give the adults in my life a voice to share stories of what happened to them after the Americans left the jungles of Laos in 1975. I asked Uncle Eng to see if he would be interested. He was. I agreed to serve as interpreter. Before the date of the interview with Pat and Robert Krulwich, one of the show’s main hosts, I wrote Pat to ensure that the Radiolab team would respect my uncle’s story, his perspective, and the Hmong experience. I asked for questions. Pat submitted questions about Yellow Rain.

On the date of the interview, Wednesday May 16, 2012, at 10 in the morning, Marisa Helms (a Minnesota-based sound producer sent by Radiolab), my husband, and I met with Uncle Eng’s family at their house in Brooklyn Center. In customary Hmong tradition, my uncle had laid out a feast of fruits and fruit drinks from the local Asian grocery store. He had risen early, went through old notebooks where he’d documented in Lao, Thai, Hmong, and a smattering of French and English, recollections of Hmong history, gathered thoughts, and written down facts of the time. The phone lines were connected to WNYC studios.

Pat and Robert introduced themselves and asked us for our introductions. The questions began. They wanted to know where my uncle was during the war, what happened after the Americans left, why the Hmong ran into the jungles, what happened in the jungles, what was his experience of Yellow Rain. Uncle Eng responded to each question. The questions took a turn. The interview became an interrogation. A Harvard scientist said the Yellow Rain Hmong people experienced was nothing more than bee defecation. 

My uncle explained Hmong knowledge of the bees in the mountains of Laos, said we had harvested honey for centuries, and explained that the chemical attacks were strategic; they happened far away from established bee colonies, they happened where there were heavy concentrations of Hmong.  Robert grew increasingly harsh, “Did you, with your own eyes, see the yellow powder fall from the airplanes?” My uncle said that there were planes flying all the time and bombs being dropped, day and night. Hmong people did not wait around to look up as bombs fell. We came out in the aftermath to survey the damage. He said what he saw, “Animals dying, yellow that could eat through leaves, grass, yellow that could kill people -- the likes of which bee poop has never done.”

My uncle explained that he was serving as documenter of the Hmong experience for the Thai government, a country that helped us during the genocide. With his radio and notebooks, he journeyed to the sites where the attacks had happened, watched with his eyes what had happened to the Hmong, knew that what was happening to the Hmong were not the result of dysentery, lack of food, the environment we had been living in or its natural conditions. Robert crossed the line. He said that what my uncle was saying was “hearsay.” 

I had been trying valiantly to interpret everything my uncle was saying, carry meaning across the chasm of English and Hmong, but I could no longer listen to Robert’s harsh dismissal of my uncle’s experience. After two hours, I cried,

"My uncle says for the last twenty years he didn’t know that anyone was interested in the deaths of the Hmong people. He agreed to do this interview because you were interested. What happened to the Hmong happened, and the world has been uninterested for the last twenty years. He agreed because you were interested. That the story would be heard and the Hmong deaths would be documented and recognized. That’s why he agreed to the interview, that the Hmong heart is broken and our leaders have been silenced, and what we know has been questioned again and again is not a surprise to him, or to me. I agreed to the interview for the same reason, that Radiolab was interested in the Hmong story, that they were interested in documenting the deaths that happened. There was so much that was not told. Everybody knows that chemical warfare was being used. How do you create bombs if not with chemicals? We can play the semantics game, we can, but I’m not interested, my uncle is not interested. We have lost too much heart, and too many people in the process. I, I think the interview is done.”

Before we hung up the phone, I asked for copies of the full interview. Robert told me that I would need a court order. I offered resources I have on Yellow Rain, news articles and medical texts that a doctor from Columbia University had sent my way, resources that would offer Radiolab a fuller perspective of the situation in Laos and the conditions of the Hmong exposed to the chemicals. My uncle gave Marisa a copy of a DVD he had recorded of a Hmong woman named Pa Ma, speaking of her experiences in the jungles of Laos after the Americans left, so that the Radiolab team would understand the fullness of what happened to the Hmong. After we hung up the phone, there was silence from the Radiolab team. 

On May 18, I emailed Pat:

"I can't say that the experience of the interview was pleasant, but it is over now. I've had a day and some hours into the night to think about the content of the interview. My heart hurts for what transpired. Our dead will not rise into life. The bombs fell. The yellow powder covered the leaves and the grass, and the people suffered and died. We can only speak to what we experienced, what we saw.” I followed up on my offer of resources, “I said that I had old newspaper clippings that a doctor from Columbia sent me. I do not want it aired that I offered material I did not follow up on. If you want them, let me know. I will make photocopies and send. If you've no time to look through them before the completion of your show, then please also let me know so I don't waste more heart in the effort."

On May 21, Pat wrote back, “I’m editing our piece now and I will certainly send it to you when it’s finished. Unfortunately, I don’t think time will allow me to review the articles you mentioned.” He ended the email with a request for me to listen to an attached song to identify whether it was Hmong or not.

On August 3, 2012, my husband and I went in for our first ultrasound. Our baby was 19 weeks old.  The black screen flickered to life. I saw a baby huddled in a ball, feet planted on either side, face turned away. The room was very silent. I prodded my baby to move. I thought the volume hadn’t been turned on. The technician was quiet. She did her measurements. She left the room. The monitor was on. I tapped my belly, asked my baby to move, so I could see if it was a boy or a girl. Two doctors came into the room. The younger one held onto my feet. The older one said, “I’m sorry to tell you. Your baby is dead.” On August 4, after 26 hours of induced labor, listening to the cries of mothers in pain and then the cries of babies being born, I gave birth to a little boy, six inches long, head swollen with liquid, eyes closed, and his mouth open like a little bird.

On August 6 my cell phone rang. It was Pat, and he wanted me to call in to an automated line at Radiolab reading the credits for the segment in Hmong. I told him I had just lost my baby. I told him I didn’t want to. He said, “If you feel better, you can call in.” I didn’t feel better.

On September 24, 2012, Radiolab aired their Yellow Rain segment in an episode titled “The Fact of the Matter.” Everybody in the show had a name, a profession, institutional affiliation except Eng Yang, who was identified as “Hmong guy,” and me, “his niece.” The fact that I am an award-winning writer was ignored. The fact that my uncle was an official radio man and documenter of the Hmong experience to the Thai government during the war was absent. In the interview, the Hmong knowledge of bees or the mountains of Laos were completely edited out. 

The aired story goes something like this: Hmong people say they were exposed to Yellow Rain, one Harvard scientist and ex-CIA American man believe that’s hogwash; Ronald Reagan used Yellow Rain and Hmong testimony to blame the Soviets for chemical warfare and thus justified America's own production of chemical warfare. Uncle Eng and I were featured as the Hmong people who were unwilling to accept the “Truth.” My cry at the end was interpreted by Robert as an effort to “monopolize” the story. They leave a moment of silence. Then the team talks about how we may have shown them how war causes pain, how Reagan’s justification for chemical warfare was a hugely important issue to the world -- if not for “the woman” -- because clearly she doesn’t care. There was no acknowledgement that Agent Orange and other chemicals had long been produced by the US government and used in Southeast Asia. The team left no room for science that questioned their own aims. Instead, they chose to end the show with hushed laughter. 

The day after the show aired, critical feedback began streaming in on the Radiolab website. People from around the world began questioning the segment, particularly Robert’s interrogation of a man who survived a genocidal regime. My cry had awakened something that was “painful,” and made people “uncomfortable.” Pat wrote me to ask me to write a public response to the show so Radiolab could publish it in the wake of the critical response and the concern of its audience. I wrote one.  My response was,

There is a great imbalance of power at play. From the get-go you got to ask the questions. I sent an email inquiring about the direction the interview would go, where you were headed -- expressing to you my concern about the treatment of my uncle and the respect with which his story deserves. You never responded to the email. I have it and I can forward it to you if you'd like. During the course of the interview, my uncle spent a long time explaining Hmong knowledge of bees in the mountains of Laos, not the hills of Thailand, but the mountains of Laos. You all edited it out. Robert Krulwich has the gall to say that I "monopolize" -- he who gets to ask the questions, has control over editing, and in the end: the final word. Only an imperialist white man can say that to a woman of color and call it objectivity or science. I am not lost on the fact that I am the only female voice in that story, and in the end, that it is my uncle and I who cry...as you all laugh on.

Pat did not publish my response. 

Instead, on September 26, Jad Abumrad, the other main host of Radiolab, wrote a public letter offering more “context” to the Yellow Rain segment. There was no mention of the fact that they did not take up my offer to look at additional resources that would complicate their assumptions. My friend Paul Hillmer had offered academic research by another Ivy-league scientist that called into question the Harvard professor’s conclusions, which the team had refused to look at. Jad wrote about journalism and integrity and how Radiolab stands by Robert’s “robust” approach to Truth, the “science” of the matter. 

Radiolab went into the original podcast and altered it. In Jad’s words, he “inserted a line in the story that puts our ending conversation in a bit more context.” 

Many Radiolab listeners used the Jad response as a platform to dialogue and critique the show further. 

On September 30, Robert wrote a response to address concerns about the Yellow Rain segment. He wrote, "My intent is to question, listen, and explore.” He apologized for the “harshness” of his tone. He stated,

In this segment, our subject was President Reagan's 1982 announcement that he believed the Soviets had manufactured chemical weapons and were using them on Hmong people in Laos -- and a subsequent announcement by scientists at Harvard and Yale that the President was wrong, that the so-called ‘weapons’ were not weapons at all, but bees relieving themselves in the forest. While there had been previous accounts of this controversy, very few journalists had asked the Hmong refugees hiding in that forest what happened, what they'd seen. That's why we wanted to speak with Mr. Yang and his niece, Ms. Yang.

Robert did not mention the research they did not look at. He did not mention the Hmong knowledge of bees. He did not mention the racism at work, the privileging of Western education over indigenous knowledge, or the fact that he is a white man in power calling from the safety of Time, his class, and popular position -- to brand the Hmong experience of chemical warfare one founded on ignorance. 

The tides of audience response shifted. Whereas the majority of listeners were “uncomfortable” with what transpired, and had called fervently for apologies to be issued to Uncle Eng and the Hmong community, some of them were beginning to say, “Robert is a journalist in search of truth.” Others wrote, “At least the Hmong story was heard.” Few questioned the fullness of what had transpired; many took the “research” of Radiolab to be thorough and comprehensive, despite the fact that sound research by respected scholars and scientists believing that Yellow Rain was a chemical agent used against the Hmong was not discussed or investigated. Dr. C.J. Mirocha, the scientist who conducted the first tests on Yellow Rain samples and found toxins, and whose work has never been scientifically refuted, was not interviewed. The work of researchers who argued against Meselson’s bee dung theory was also never mentioned.

On October 3, my husband and I had a spirit releasing ceremony for Baby Jules. The day was cold. The wind bit hard. The ground was dry without the autumn rains. We buried the memory box from the hospital beneath a tall tree, much older than us, an old tree on a small island. We wrote letters to Baby Jules on pink balloons and released them into the sky. I wrote, “Baby Jules, there is no need to be scared. You have been so brave already.”

On October 7, I received an email from Dean Cappello, the Chief Content Officer at WNYC, notifying me that Radiolab had once more “amended” the Yellow Rain podcast so that Robert could apologize at the end, specifically to Uncle Eng for the harshness of his tone and to me for saying that I was trying to “monopolize” the conversation. I listened to the doctored version. In addition to Robert’s apologies -- which completely failed to acknowledge the dismissal of our voices and the racism that transpired/s -- Radiolab had simply re-contextualized their position, taken out the laughter at the end, and “cleaned” away incriminating evidence. 

On October 8, I wrote Mr. Cappello back:

Dear Mr. Cappello,

Thank you for writing me directly. I appreciate the gesture. When I lived in New York for several years, I became a fan of your radio station, and grew to believe in the work you all do there in furthering understanding.

I just listened to the amended podcast this morning. I am struck by how many times a podcast on truth can (be) doctored, to protect itself. I don't know how much you are aware of in regards to this matter, but I believe there are certain things you should know very directly from me:

My uncle and I were contacted by Radiolab because they said they wanted to know the Hmong experience of Yellow Rain. Ronald Reagan and American politics were not at all mentioned in any of the correspondences between me and Radiolab. For the show to say that we were not "ambushed" and that they have been completely honest with us from the beginning is a falsehood.

Before the interview, I wrote Pat specifically to tell him that I wanted to make sure Radiolab would respect what my uncle had to share about the Hmong experience of Yellow Rain.

During the course of the entire, unedited interview -- which I really hope that you have listened to -- Pat and Robert dismissed my uncle's experiences again and again for two hours, thus in the edited version: you hear me cry. Robert argues this was because my uncle and I got angry and couldn't buy the "truth" of what the scientists were saying, but that is not what happened.

During the interview, I told Pat and Robert that I had additional resources about what happened in Laos, that complicate the "bee crap" theory, and that I would be happy to share them. After the interview, despite the fact that it left us feeling horribly, I honored my words and wrote Pat offering the additional resources. Pat wrote back saying that Radiolab didn't have enough time.

When the show aired, I was distraught to hear all that had been edited out: particularly, my uncle's deep knowledge of bees and the mountains of Laos, as well as his official role as documenter for the Thai government on with the Hmong during this time. As well, I was shocked to hear my uncle reduced to "Hmong guy" and me to "his niece" while everyone else on the show was introduced with their titles and official affiliations. This, amongst other aspects of this show, showed a side of Radiolab and a clear privileging of Western knowledge that was far from the truth.

After the show aired, as criticism appeared on their site, Pat wrote me asking me for a public statement of how I received the show. I did so and he refused to publish it, instead Jad's further "contextualization" was put up. Not only was this disrespectful but it was a complete dismissal of my voice on the matter. *I reiterate what I wrote to Pat, only a white man can say a woman of color is trying to "monopolize" a conversation he has full power of in the asking of questions, the editing, and the contextualizing and dares to call it "objectivity" and science.

My uncle and I agreed to an interview on the Hmong experience of Yellow Rain. We spoke honestly and authentically from where we were positioned. We did not try to convince anybody of what we lived through, merely, we wanted to share it. Our treatment by Radiolab has been humiliating and hurtful not only during the interview, the editing process, and the airing of the original podcast, but in the continued public letters by Jad and Robert to their audience, and revisions to the original segment -- that continue to dismiss the validity of our voices and perspectives, and in fact, silences them.

While I will not presume to know the intentions of the hosts, I am responding to you very directly about what transpired, and what they continue to do. While I respect the work of journalism, I believe that journalistic integrity was lost in the ways Radiolab handled my uncle and the Hmong story.

I appreciate what you have to say about the role of journalism and the fact that many of your colleagues are now interested in pursuing more of the Hmong story. I have a proposition for you: that one of your colleagues do a story on the Hmong experience of what happened in Laos after the Americans left, a story that will respect the Hmong voices, and redeem all of our faith in good journalism that transcends cultures and revives history so that our shared realities become more whole. I am happy to help in any way I can. I cannot afford to give in to cynicism.

For Radiolab specifically, my uncle has put together a small message in English for the many listeners who have responded to him compassionately and kindly. I want Radiolab to air his message to their audiences, so that his voice can be heard and his message of love and human rights can be delivered. It is short, and it is a clear reflection of where he is positioned in all of this...as he has said to me throughout this whole travesty, "Me Naib, bullets didn't kill me, so how can words uttered on airwaves I cannot see hurt me?" -- even as he suffers before me.

I await your response to this email.

There has yet to be a response.

I am no longer pregnant. I am no longer scared. I, like my baby, have been so brave already.

***

Introduction by Hyphen columnist Kirti Kamboj

 

__________________________

My Heart's in Accra

 

The ethics of attention:

unpacking “Yellow Rain”

Radiolab, an amazing radio show and podcast created by public radio veteran Robert Krulwich and MacArthur-winning musician and producer Jad Abumrad, aired a controversial episode titled “The Fact of the Matter” on September 24, 2012. Generally, Radiolab examines scientific stories using a distinctive sound and style to make complex stories approachable – the production can occasionally overhelm the story, but at best, it’s one of the best things on radio, on par with the best of This American Life.

The September 24 episode wasn’t the show at its best. The show takes on a fascinating topic, the slippery nature of truth, telling three stories, one about filmmaker Errol Morris’s quest to authenticate a 19th century photo, one about a friend who turns out to have been deeply psychologically disturbed. Neither story breaks much ground scientifically, though both are compelling and memorable.

The middle story is the one that’s attracted controversy. Called “Yellow Rain“, it examines a series of events that affected the Hmong people in Laos at the end of the Vietnam War. Many Hmong allied with the US against the Pathet Lao and the Viet Cong, and when America pulled out of the war, the Hmong were forced to flee into the jungle to avoid revenge killings by the Pathet Lao. In the jungles, the Hmong experienced what appeared to be a chemical attack: a yellow powder apparently sprayed by airplanes that were also dropping bombs. The powder left scars on plants and on people, and animals and people affected by the “yellow rain” sickened and sometimes died.

Studies of the yellow rain suggested that the power contained T-2 mycotoxin, which led US secretary of state Alexander Haig to accuse the Soviet Union of supplying chemical weapons to the Vietnamese and Laotian governments. But Radiolab introduces us to a chemical weapons expert and biologist who’ve researched the incident and believe that the yellow powder wasn’t a chemical weapon, but highly concentrated bee feces, produced by bees that have been hibernating and cleared accumulated toxins from their bodies through defecating. The bee feces didn’t kill the Hmong, the scientists tell us. They were killed by dysentery and other diseases, and by aerial bombing. The yellow dust was coincidental, but given the high mortality rate of the fleeing Hmong, they may have misattributed deaths to the unrelated phenomenon.

So far, an interesting story about a scientific controversy. But there’s another pair of voices in the Radiolab story. Radiolab interviews Eng Yang, a Hmong refugee who survived attacks in 1975 and eventually found safety in the US. Translated by his niece, award-winning author Kao Kalia Yang, Eng talks about his experiences fleeing yellow rain. Radiolab co-host Krulwich wants Eng to confront the narrative the show has uncovered about bee feces, and asks Eng Yang a set of questions about his knowledge and experience of the yellow rain: Were there always airplanes, then yellow rain? Did he see it coming from airplanes? Krulwich’s questioning takes on a prosecutorial tone – he really wants Eng Yang to admit he can’t confirm that the yellow dust was dropped by airplanes. “As far as I can tell, your uncle didn’t see the bee pollen fall, your uncle didn’t see a plane. All of this is hearsay.”

After that intervention from Krulwich, Kao Kalia Yang translates a frustrated response from her uncle, who tells us that he agreed to the interview because he hoped that, after many years, someone was interested in the story of chemical weapons being used against the Hmong. Kao Kalia Yang, obviously on the verge of tears, accuses Krulwich of making semantic distinctions between the bombs dropped on the Hmong and chemical weapons, and of failing to listen to the accounts of people who survived these attacks, and ends the interview.

There’s a long, silent pause, and Abumrad, who hasn’t yet appeared in the story says, “We were all really troubled by that interview.” Abumrad, Krulwich and producer Pat Walters discuss what transpired, and Pat talks about his realization that he was asking the wrong questions, focusing too hard on the story of yellow rain, not enough on the story of the Hmong’s suffering. Krulwich is not convinced. “It’s not fair to ask us not to consider the other frames of this story,” he complains, arguing that Kao Kalia Yang is pushing her frame of the events too hard. “Her desire was not for balance, but to monopolize the story.” Abumrad brings the discussion to a close, and the three talk, uncomfortably, about editing the rest of the show.

It was an interesting and, I think, admirable decision to include both the confrontation in the interview, and the discussion in the studio in the Radiolab broadcast. Interviews go poorly, show ideas don’t work out and get shelved, and it’s not hard to imagine Abumrad and Krulwich concluding that this wasn’t a story they wanted to air. I’m glad they did. But they’re getting a wave of criticism from their listeners – much of which I think they deserve – since it aired.

Abumrad responded to the criticism first, explaining that they’d aired the piece because it showed them how a search to tell one story can sometimes obscure other stories: “In fact, the point of the story — if the story can be said to have a point — is that these kinds of forensic or scientific investigations into the truth of a situation invariably end up being myopic. They miss and sometimes even obscure hugely important realities. Like a genocide.”

Four days later, Krulwich responded to ongoing angry commentary, apologizing for his “oddly angry tone” and for his lack of compassion. He specifically addressed his most egregious statement, his accusation that Kao Kalia Yang was attempting to seize control of the story: “I am especially sorry in the conversation following to have said Ms. Yang was seeking to ‘monopolize’ the story. Obviously, we at Radiolab had all the power in this situation, and to suggest otherwise was wrong.” But he defends the show against accusations that they’d “ambushed” the Yangs, explaining that they’d made clear this wasn’t an interview about the Hmong experience, but about the specific chemical weapons story.

Now Kao Kalia Yang has now offered her account of the experience on Hyphen, a magazine about Asian American experiences and perspectives. Her piece, “The Science of Racism: Radiolab’s Treatment of Hmong Experience“, is worth reading in full. She explains that she and her uncle agreed to the interview because two New Yorker stories on yellow rain failed to include Hmong voices, and she wanted to help correct that disparity. She was concerned about Radiolab’s willingness to respect her uncle’s experience and perspective, and looked for assurances that Radiolab would respect her uncle’s experience as a documenter of the massacre of the Hmong.

Once the interview degenerated into confrontation, she tells us that she demanded a copy of the interview tapes and was told by Krulwich that she’d need a court order to obtain the tape. She was deeply disappointed in the piece that Radiolab aired, and wrote the show to complain that her father’s knowledge of the local ecosystem and experience documenting the Hmong experience had been edited out, and he’d been reduced to “Hmong guy”. She wrote responses to the show, which she tells us producer Pat Walters chose not to post online. One of the responses includes this passage:

“Robert Krulwich has the gall to say that I ‘monopolize’ — he who gets to ask the questions, has control over editing, and in the end: the final word. Only an imperialist white man can say that to a woman of color and call it objectivity or science. I am not lost on the fact that I am the only female voice in that story, and in the end, that it is my uncle and I who cry…as you all laugh on.”

Yang concludes her account by noting that the Radiolab podcast has now been edited, which includes an apology from Krulwich – which she finds far from satisfactory – and no longer includes some of the studio conversation between the three producers. “Radiolab had simply re-contextualized their position, taken out the laughter at the end, and ‘cleaned’ away incriminating evidence.”


What went wrong with “Yellow Rain”? Kao Kalia Yang sees her experience with Radiolab as a demonstration of racism, an unwillingness of a privileged white author to abandon his frame and consider another frame. I think it’s clear that Krulwich wasn’t willing to abandon his frame, whether from an unwillingness to value Eng Yang’s experience in the face of an apparent contradiction from scientific research, or from an interest in pursuing a story to its journalistic conclusion. His behavior was most embarrassing when he accused Ms. Yang of attempting to monopolize the frame because, of course, that’s precisely what he was trying to do. Krulwich had a story he wanted to tell about yellow rain, and didn’t want Kao Kalia Yang’s story to get in his way.

(Denise Cheng suggested I clarify my position here – it’s not that I’m arguing that this is a case of journalist privilege asserting itself, not racial privilege. I don’t feel like I have much insight on the role of racial privilege in this case, and I will defer to other commentators on that topic and focus on the aspect where I have something to add. But I’m not arguing professional privilege instead of racial privilege – it’s certainly possible both are at work here.)

Anyone who regularly works with journalists has had at least one experience where a journalist needs you to say a particular phrase so they can make a key point in a story, and steers you towards giving that quote. It’s a lousy and unpleasant experience, and generally makes me not want to work with that journalist in the future, but I’m generally able to dismiss the experience as the cost of doing business. But I’m not a refugee from a genocide, trying to tell a story that’s been underreported for almost forty years. As commenter “Calvin from Toronto” explains, it’s just not reasonable to ask a survivor of a massacre to weigh in on the controversy over precisely how enemies were trying to kill his people: “Can you reopen your deepest and most personal wound again, a wound so big that engulfs all of your people, so we can verify that you were wrong, to your face?”

I get the sense that Abumrad and Walter – and maybe Krulwich, though I’m less sure – shared this story because it taught them something about the dynamics of interviewing and storytelling. There’s a transactional nature to interviews. Often, the interviewer has something the interviewee wants: attention. The interviewer offers the promise of attention in exchange for the interviewee’s cooperation and participation. This often works well because motivations are aligned. Both the interviewer and interviewee want a story that will attract attention – it’s good for the reporter’s career and the interviewee’s cause – and are likely to work together to create a compelling story.

In a case like yellow rain, the interviewer and interviewee are at cross purposes. For Krulwich’s story to be interesting, Yang’s story needs to be undercut. (I don’t think this is true, by the way – but I think Krulwich thought it was true, and let this perception guide his questioning.) Yang’s interest is in telling his story and the story of his people – an interview in which his story is rubbished by the work of Harvard scientists isn’t going to give him what he needs from an interview. Once you’re at cross purposes, power dynamics come into play. In most cases, the interviewer has all the power – he or she can shut off the mic, cut the story, erase the tapes. (There are exceptions. If you’re a prominent politician or sports star, you might have more power in the situation by refusing to give a reporter “access” unless he or she reports favorably.) Whether Krulwich’s behavior is an example of racial privilege, it’s an example of a journalist’s power and privilege in the context of this relationship, and Krulwich rightly owns up to it in his apology.

So why did Radiolab air the story? I think, in the context of a show on the nature of truth, they felt they’d stumbled onto an intriguing discovery: searching for one sort of truth can blind you to a deeper and more profound one. What was meant to be a story on scientific controversy turned into a battle of what the story was about: scientific controversy or genocide. So Radiolab created a metastory: a story about the battle over the story. But they tell that metastory imperfectly, at best. When Abumrad writes, “In fact, the point of the story — if the story can be said to have a point…” you can feel his unease and his distancing himself from the piece he’s broadcast. As Bob Collins notes, writing about this situation for Minnesota Public Radio News, “If you’re not sure what the point of a story is, you’re not ready to tell it.”

Radiolab thought it was getting a story about scientific controversy, and ended up with a murky metastory about storytelling and competing agendas. But Eng and Kao Kalia Yang thought they were getting a story about the Hmong genocide and found themselves part of two stories they weren’t especially interested in telling, the controversy over yellow rain and the latter metastory. It’s hard to think of a satisfactory resolution to this situation that doesn’t involve addressing the Hmong story in depth and at length. Radiolab may not be able to offer that story as a science show, but they are influential players in the public radio space, and I hope they’ll work to find Eng Yang a venue to share his story and offer a fuller narrative of the Hmong experience.


Dean Capello, chief content officer for WNYC, has responded to Kao Kalia Yang’s essay in a response sent to Bob Collins at Minnesota Public Radio, which challenges aspects of Ms. Yang’s account.

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HEALTH: Chelsea Thornton's slaying of children points to need for mental health care > NOLA-com

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Chelsea Thornton's

slaying of children

points to need for

mental health care

 

Naomi Martin, NOLA.com | The Times-Picayune By Naomi Martin, NOLA.com | The Times-Picayune The Times-Picayune
on October 20, 2012 at 8:25 PM, updated October 20, 2012

Latest on Chelsea Thornton

 

After Chelsea Thornton, a woman with a history of mental instability, shot her 3-year-old son in the head and drowned her 4-year-old daughter in a bathtub Wednesday, the local mental health community was left searching for answers as to whether, and how, such a tragedy could have been prevented.

"I place the blame on our mental health system for this tragedy to happen," said Cecile Tebo, a crisis-intervention specialist and the former commander of the New Orleans Police Department's Crisis Unit.

Thornton, 23, who suffered from schizophrenia and bipolar disorder, had recently stopped taking her medication, according to her mother, Eleanor Chapman. Thornton's best friend, Oblique Weavers, said Thornton had been hospitalized, and at times shackled to a bed, for a month at Southeast Louisiana Hospital in Mandeville about a year ago after having a mental breakdown that caused her to defecate on herself.

"If you go to a psych ward and you're s--ing on yourself, how are you going to let her come back home? Why didn't you keep her?" Weavers said Thursday. "Chelsea reached out for help so many times. The people kept sending her home. Some help could've saved the children."

 

Two Children Slain
Detectives use a sheet to block the view as one of the bodies is brought out by the coroner from a second floor apartment in the 3300 block of Audubon Court where a 3-year-old and a 4-year-old brother and sister were found dead on Wednesday, October 17, 2012. (Photo by Michael DeMocker, NOLA.com / The Times-Picayune) Two children found murdered gallery (8 photos)

According to Weavers, Thornton had been known to snap, "turning into a different person in a moment." During her episodes of depression, she at times locked herself and her children inside for entire days.

Just days before Wednesday's slayings, Thornton told Weavers she wanted to return to Southeast Louisiana Hospital or another mental institution. "I guess she felt like she was starting to lose it," Weavers said.

At that point, Thornton should have taken herself to a hospital, said Meghan Speakes, spokeswoman for the state Department of Health and Hospitals. Regardless of whether she had insurance or could pay, she would have received treatment, Speakes said. "If she had walked into any hospital and said, 'I want to kill my kids' or 'I want to kill myself,' she absolutely wouldn't have been allowed to leave the hospital," Speakes said.

But even if services are available for those with urgent needs, Thornton's story does raise the question of how she, and others like her, can slip through the cracks in the area's outpatient mental health system once they are released from a mental hospital.

"This is what, for years, people like me, along with others in the profession, have been screaming about," Tebo said. "The consequences of having fragmented, insufficient care for chronic mental illness are deadly."

Since January 2008, when Bernel Johnson, a man with a long history of institutionalization and severe mental illness, killed NOPD officer Nicola Cotton, psychiatric hospitals have developed better plans for people once they are released back into the community, said Calvin Johnson, executive director of the Metropolitan Human Services District.

When people are released from Southeast Louisiana Hospital, for example, they leave with a referral to outpatient care, he said. Additionally, if patients need intensive assistance in the community, they are often referred to one of three "assertive community treatment" teams run by Johnson's organization. Those teams, made up of social workers, psychiatrists and others, can help up to 300 people with mental illness navigate in the outside world.

 

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An "intensive case management team" offers similar services for an additional 175 patients.

"In most instances there are slots available," Johnson said. He said he couldn't address whether Thornton ever sought assistance through a district program because of federal privacy laws. But friends and family members said they were not aware that Thornton was cared for by such a team.

More critically for relatives of people in crisis, the district six months ago started a "crisis response team" that specifically responds when patients fail to take medication or need direct intervention. "If she was not taking medication, that team of people could have done the necessary things to get medication to her," Johnson said.

The same unit also has five "respite beds" available at a facility on Tulane Avenue where people can get inpatient treatment, he said. Assistance is available by calling 504.826.2675.

"We have resources," Johnson said. "But we haven't done a good job in making people knowledgeable about those resources."

Dr. Elmore Rigamer, a psychiatrist with Catholic Charities, agreed that there are better mechanisms in place now to refer patients to outpatient services when they are discharged from mental hospitals. But he said those referrals remain imperfect, as the follow-up appointment often does not come until two or three weeks later.

Some patients need to be aggressively pursued to make sure they continue treatment after hospitalization, Rigamer said. That might not be in place for all patients leaving hospitals, he said.

Memorial for murdered Gert Town children
Photo by Brett Duke, Nola.com | The Times-Picayune / Kathy Blackburn prays after placing a stuffed animal on the stairs of an apartment building in the 3300 block of Audubon Court Thursday, October 18, 2012 where a 3-year-old and a 4-year-old brother and sister were found dead in New Orleans Wednesday. Memorial for murdered Gert Town children gallery (9 photos)

Tebo said in-patient beds in metropolitan New Orleans have decreased by 60 to 70 percent since Hurricane Katrina.

While it is not clear Thornton was ever denied care, that decline in available beds has "raised the bar" as to who is admitted to a hospital, leaving many out, Tebo said. She said that problem will likely be exacerbated when Southeast Hospital closes due to the state's current round of Medicaid cuts.

Speakes, however, said that assertion was "ridiculous" because even though Southeast's building is expected to be vacated by Dec. 31, all of its mental health beds will be transferred to private hospitals, many of them in New Orleans. The state is still in the process of determining where the beds will go, she said.

In the days leading up to the killings, Thornton's friends and neighbors said, they noticed she was acting strangely. However, no one called any authorities to report her behavior because they never suspected that Thornton, who had no criminal record and no history of violence, would have been capable of committing such acts.

Stella Adams, an aunt of Thornton's children on their paternal side, said she was horrified about two years ago to learn that Thornton was living with her children in a house where there were drugs. Deciding to forgo part of her own income, Adams said, she insisted on moving the family into one of her rental properties without charging them for it.

But even though some family members said they were concerned for the welfare of Thornton's children, it appears no one ever filed a valid complaint of child abuse or neglect with state child protection services.

"We have never had any prior history with this family," said Trey Williams, the DCFS spokesman.

That type of inaction, while common, can be deadly for children, said Dr. Catherine Taylor, a Tulane University public health professor. Especially in cases of child abuse, people outside the family tend to "diffuse responsibility" from themselves, assuming that if the problem is really serious, someone else will step in, Taylor said.

"This tragic event, sadly like many other stories of child abuse, is plagued by a belief in the privacy of the family bubble -- whatever goes on within families is nobody else's business," Taylor said in an email message.

"In fact, when it comes to the health, well-being and, in this case, survival of children, it is everyone's business," Taylor said. "If a parent that is struggling reaches out for help, seems isolated and stressed, or seems to be losing it, family, friends and community need to step in."

Anyone suspecting a mental health patient has been off their medication or is in need of services can call either of two 24-hour crisis hotlines managed by professionals. The statewide number is 211. The Metropolitan Human Services District manages another hotline at 504.568.3130.

Staff writer Laura Maggi contributed to this report.

 

 

HISTORY + VIDEO: Liberia - America’s Stepchild > Dynamic Africa

LIBERIA - America's Stepchild

blackfilm:

Liberia - America’s Stepchild

a documentary about Liberia, the nation colonized by freed African American slaves. some went to find refuge from the oppressions in the US while others went to Christianize the people. unfortunately, all of them went with the idea to “civilize” the indigenous Africans, completely disregarding their cultures and their humanity. after the government was erected, a two-tiered class system was set up in which the newly arrived Americans were given privileges that the indigenous were not, fueling a deep-set schism between those referred to as “Americo-Liberians” and the indigenous. the Liberian government has had at least two coups that both failed to even stabilize the nation, and various ethnic strifes that have resulted in thousands of lives lost. the documentary ends with Charles Taylor in power, and to learn more about what he has done to Liberia, check out Leymah Gbowee and her fight along with other women, to remove Taylor from power.

Ellen Johnson-Sirleaf has recently been elected president and seems to be re-stabilizing the country. this documentary also details how the US has played a part, not only in the history of the nation, but also in the following governments and coups such as that of former president Samuel Doe. however, when the Liberian people were dying in droves, the US did nothing. 

pt. 2, pt. 3, pt. 4, pt. 5, pt. 6

anyone from Liberia have any comments or thoughts on the video? is the nation accurately portrayed?

 

__________________________

Speakers 

Leymah Gbowee:

Peace activist, Nobelist

Leymah Gbowee is a peace activist in Liberia. She led a women's movement that was pivotal in ending the Second Liberian Civil War in 2003, and now speaks on behalf of women and girls around the world.

Liberia's second civil war, 1999-2003, brought an unimaginable level of violence to a country still recovering from its first civil war (1989-96). And much of that violence was directed at women: Systematic rape and brutality used women's bodies as fields for war.

Leymah Gbowee, who'd become a social worker during the first war, helped organize an interreligious coalition of Christian and Muslim women called the Women of Liberia Mass Action for Peace movement. Dressed in white, these thousands of women staged pray-ins and nonviolent protests demanding reconciliation and the resuscitation of high-level peace talks. The pressure pushed Charles Taylor into exile, and smoothed the path for the election of Africa’s first female head of state, Leymah's fellow 2011 Nobel Peace laureate Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

Gbowee is the co-founder of the Women Peace and Security Network Africa (WIPSEN-Africa) to promote cross-national peace-building efforts.

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